You can focus on your studies now, don't think about it, you will have an exam in a few months, you have to hurry up and learn more from the teacher..."
Zhou Jiaojiao interrupted impatiently, "I know I know."
Lin Mao was relieved to see that Zhou Jiaojiao and her father didn't notice that the teacher had come.
When Zhou Jiaojiao came, she secretly watched Lin Mao and Shen Liang. As soon as Lin Mao's change appeared, she caught her, "Lin Mao, are the paintings on the drawing board your work?"
Lin Mao couldn't hear the last word, so he blurted out, "Fuck your mom!"
Zhou Jiao was trembling coquettishly. If her father hadn't stopped her, she would have rushed up to give Lin Mao a big mouth, "Your mouth is so stinky, you went to the toilet to eat shit in the morning!"
Lin Mao was about to fight back, but Zhou's father spoke in front of him, his voice full of anger, "Student Lin, is this what your parents taught you?"
Pushing down the easel on the side, Lin Maoqing ran out with a face.
The atmosphere in the studio was awkward and stiff.
A sentence finally popped out of Shen Liang's mouth, "Uncle, Lin Mao is unintentional."
Father Zhou's face was very ugly, "Okay, classmate Shen, don't say good things about that kid. I know very well what his character is like."
Shen Liang frowned, "I'm really sorry."
Father Zhou said, "It has nothing to do with you, you don't need to apologize, classmate Shen, my uncle has a suggestion for you, don't get too close to your classmate, it won't do you any good."
Shen Liang smiled gently, "Lin Mao will never do that again."
Zhou Jiaojiao said coldly, "There will be no future for someone like him."
Shen Liang glanced at her.
Zhou Jiaojiao also looked over and said coldly, "What?"
Shen Liang didn't say anything. He just took his drawing board from the ground, sat down and spread the drawing paper on it.
It wasn't really painful, but the ends of Shen Liang's menstrual cycle trembled. He stared at the drop of blood on his finger, and after a while, he put it into his mouth and sucked it.
Others came to the studio one after another. Last night, a few people who participated in the sketching came to make a scene. It was nothing more than why the painting disappeared, who did it, and why it was so immoral.
The lower grades followed along, chattering a lot, talking about installing cameras, calling the police, and saying that they would not go back to hide in the studio at night and catch people on the spot, all of them talking nonsense.
It was quiet until the two teachers came.
Huang Dan cried for a long time in the grove, and returned to the residence with tears all the way to change a shirt. He asked Mr. Lu to buy yào, it didn't hurt much, and the wound would heal soon.
That yào is very good, but it is expensive, and it cost him 5,000 points.
Huang Dan asked Mr. Lu to clear the inventory in the fly cabinet for himself. The chrysanthemum spirit was less than 100, and there were still a lot of other products such as anti-cracking. The biggest trouble was that there were not many points.
That competition was the last time I travelled to the shared house, and the last time I was at the small shop, I didn't even mention the competition, and I didn't even mention the feedback activities from Mr. System.
The yellow singles washed away the tears on his face, and wrung out the towel to cover the red and swollen eyes. "Mr. Lu, if there is an event to give away chrysanthemum spirits, please let me know, or you can sign up directly for me."
System, "Chrysanthemum Spirit?"
Huang Dan said, "Yes, that's it."
System, "That product has great side effects. After a long time of use, the body will have a strong dependence on it. In severe cases, hallucinations will occur during use, so use with caution."
Huang Dan said, "My physique is quite special, and the pain is different from ordinary people. Without it, I would be killed by the person I like."
System, "You may not do it."
Huang Dan shook his head, "No, the person I like likes to do it."
System, "Why wrong yourself and fulfill others."
Huang Dan said, "I haven't said it yet. Although I'm dying of pain, I'm dying of love."
System, "So?"
Huang Dan said, "So I need chrysanthemum spirits very much. The more the better, please help me pay attention to related activities or competitions."
System, "That's not within Lu's scope of work."
Huang Dan, "… "
He said seriously, "I will work hard to achieve the task and strive for the best interests for Mr. Lu."
System, "Lu Mou is on business. If it is a large-scale event or competition for all hosts, Host Huang will know."
Huang Dan, "Thank you."
After gathering his thoughts, Huang Dan wanted to pour a glass of water to drink, but the water bottle was empty, so he went to pick up the teapot and poured a small half glass and drank it.
The stove is very difficult to lead, every time Huang Dan and Lin Mao are holding a tong